Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Iraq and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Bobby Byrd to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by June Days. All the underground hits.
All Sexual Harrassment tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Circle Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
Y Pants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Piero Umiliani,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ten City,
Arcadia,
Todd Terry,
Lungfish,
The Techniques,
Franke,
John Cale,
Echospace,
Delta 5,
Minny Pops,
Fugazi,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
The Slits,
Minnie Riperton,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Count Five,
Youth Brigade,
Camberwell Now,
Roy Ayers,
Warren Ellis,
the Swans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ultra Naté,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantytec,
Erasure,
PIL,
The Dirtbombs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Amon Düül,
Index,
Ice-T,
The Buckinghams,
Albert Ayler,
The Leaves,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aural Exciters,
Al Stewart,
Eddi Front,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chrome,
Angry Samoans,
June Days,
Ultimate Spinach,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.